Today I washed Logan, Panda and Leti. It was a mistake but my mind says I am well my body goes oh boy. Lynda (how I treasure her) offered to come and help me. Nathan really needs to in case I am unable to. I do love freshly washed dogs. The offer was beyond nice! I am pacing myself. Tomorrow I have Cha Cha and 2 of my own. If I keep at it spaced out I will be done my crew. If I can't, I cant.
After Leti's bath she got to do a bit of training.
I tried getting Logan perfectly groomed but he decided to roll. Instead of fixing him up again I said it is what it is. Panda is a princess and she just stays for hours looking perfect. :-) Panda looks like her mom so much. If you were able to turn her apricot they would be twins.
Leti seems to have a hard time containing herself. I need her energy. Oh a treat - oh my and she turns into an unfocused being - well focused on the treat and not listening to anything else.
The title of this blog is Different Degrees. I think when one says they are sick it means different things to different people. When you sit like a catatonic object watching pups at an 8 week visit then have to go lay down cause truly your desire is there but your body is not up to it, well you are sick and I was better than I was. But 8 week visits with new owners to be means a great deal so I did what I had to. In reality I should have stayed in bed. But to miss yet another thing is hard. This ones on me.
I am better than I was last week. I want to say all better but I am not. I washed and crashed. I have a fever. I am still sick.
So when people that aren't on the list for this crew but are for a future litter are demanding to see this crew whether I am sick or not this week, I can only assume they don't get this 'degree' business.
Nathan will be contacting people when we can entertain but it won't be at the cost of my health.
I know I don't count much in the equation as you don't see what I do. I prefer to stay out of the limelight and do. But I am a critical element for all the dogs. I need to be allowed to get well.
Enough biaching!